My dad killed himself after I was born, what a conicedence right. he was an alcholic, been in jail a couple of times & had Schizophrenia from taking drugs. His mother, my grandmother, continuously took my mother & step-dad, who is my now father, to court because she wanted my and my little sister to live with her. She was a speed junky & used to share needles with my biological father, they were addicted together. My nan died 2005, heart attack. I guess i'm fortunate because I dont remember most of this me being so young. It's just terrible knowing what i've had in my past & trying to explain it to people makes my life worse.
MY Fucked up parents made me change schools. i hate them so fucking much. they dont get that everytime i start somewhere new everyone hates me & it will be the exact same here because its who i am and thats gonna be the same no matter where i go. i have no true friends and thats it.
